Lovely the welcome around me I see—
Will it be thus through a beautiful life?
Everybody attentive to me,
And only because I am Harry's wife?
Dear to my heart are the glitter and grace;
But nothing so charming, or bright, is here
As the gracious smile upon Harry's face,
Or his manly voice as it greets my ear.
As from the banquet the ladies depart
I hear two gentlemen murmuring low—